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Post by Lauren on Jul 25, 2008 13:42:21 GMT
"You don't say," I raise an eyebrow. "Maybe you need to get out of your head more often then,"
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Post by Daz on Jul 25, 2008 14:12:48 GMT
I frown a little.. "Who are you to tell me what to do? I'll think about whatever I want. Whenever I want."
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Post by Lauren on Jul 25, 2008 14:16:01 GMT
I shrug, not really caring, "You wouldn't be so damn depressing all the time though,"
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Post by Daz on Jul 25, 2008 14:23:10 GMT
"How the heck am I depressing? I didn't say anything."
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Post by Lauren on Jul 25, 2008 14:26:15 GMT
"No, you just sit staring into space all the time,"
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Post by Daz on Jul 25, 2008 15:13:16 GMT
"And you stand there taking notice of it. If you don't like silence why don't you speak.. or... go find something else to pass your time. You're just as silent as I am."
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Post by Lauren on Jul 25, 2008 17:31:14 GMT
I shrug again. "Just making conversation,"
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Post by Daz on Jul 25, 2008 19:51:10 GMT
"Well done." I raise an eyebrow.
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Post by Lauren on Jul 25, 2008 20:24:18 GMT
I roll my eyes. "I don't know why I bother,"
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Post by Daz on Jul 25, 2008 20:36:19 GMT
I smirk. She's rather ammusing. Acting like my mother, or something along those lines.
I shan't pay much attention to it, ive decided.
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